There are only five of us now; three of us didn’t make it when we ran into them on the other side of the stream.

I swear I can still hear their screaming, even though they have joined the dead and begun to walk again. We saw the lights of a cabin when we reached a low rise a while back, and decided to make for it. Now the darkness is closing in, and these endless trees could be hiding them.

We are all shocked and exhausted but we must keep going. The trees are thinning out and I can see lights ahead... We’ve almost made it... A farm! Surrounded by bushes but with lights on, there must be other survivors there. No, not bushes – the house is surrounded by dozens of zombies, trying to break in. I can hear their moans even this far away, they sound so close.

They are among the trees! Shambling over dead wood, we are surrounded...